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duwap kaine - just bars lyrics

[intro]
bruh
if i mess up bruh, i’m not stopping bruh
aye, aye aye aye aye

[verse]
rolling blunts up with my asian, whipping bricks, they look caucasian
sip codeine, you not relating, man these n-gg-s, they be faking
waffle house, i’m sipping syrup, i feel good like timmy turner
i’m too hot, i got the burner, lot of money, i’mma earn up
money counter on the counter, smoking og like a bouncer
i create bricks like i’m tyler, hit the blunt so i get higher
i bought lights, today is christmas
check my bank, i’m doing digits
my bands look like two d-mn midgets, serving food straight from my kitchen
finesse yo catch, it show up missing
police talking, i won’t listen
diamond watch, don’t do no ticking
driving fast, won’t get no ticket
b-tch n-gg-s like to cry when they take sh-lls
like to act hard on the ‘gram, boy they never fail
serving bricks for the low, send it like it’s mail
go inside the trap, get the pipe, baking soda stale
get some more, come back
mix it like it’s sprite
i remember in the trap, used to spend the night
toting heavy metal level 10 when i grab the pipe
she just want the pipe, she just want one night
i don’t want to fight, ’bout to use this pipe, yeah
pull up in the beamer, toting on the steamer
you know i’m a creeper, sipping jeepers creepers
i’m bool like the speakers, chop bullets like beeper
i’m smoking on reefer, my gun is a keeper
these n-gg-s don’t know me, these n-gg-s the police
he said he gone blow me, i jump out the rollie
you know it’s a goldie
i can’t trust a soul no more, that’s why tote two poles
and i put trust in my gang, that mean we ain’t gone fold
eddie too in the cut, and you he gone blow
i put that on my soul, i got two choppers to go
got a tech 9, i love the way it shine, it’ll blow yo mind
at night time, so much d-mn money, got my pockets chubby
got so many bricks, ship them out the country
shooting all these guns, you gone get to ducking
hit me with a bullet, then you gone be lucky
and she only want me ’cause my pockets lovely
do a homicide, putting on the scubby
flipping and flipping, you know how i’m living
i don’t doubt my digits, the dope i flipping
the lean i be sipping, do this sh-t for a living
yeah, yeah, yeah, hoes be tripping

- duwap kaine lyrics

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